... if i could throw strikes

Not to take anything away from Coach Kieran's finely-tuned weekly game recaps -- for I truly believe them Pulitzer quality -- I suspect they lack a certain something. Realism. This small criticism stems primarily from the failure to grasp a key reality, presence on the field. Me.

Of course.

All that is necessary to redeem them from this small, albeit fatal flaw is to include my highlights from each game. Which I will do for you, the reader, in just a few sentences. But yes, first I must positively confirm that had that foul ball hit the windshield or other glassy surface of the Prius, as opposed to the roof, I would have run as far and as fast away as my less-than-petite legs would carry me. Judging from my exceptional performance at the 10K a few weeks past, it is no exaggeration to imagine me almost 1mile away within 24minutes of hitting the unfortunate ball into the front seat of a energy-happy hybrid. But truly, all this attention is making me blush -- so on to the essential highlights.

• Trotting in from 2nd, I caught a soft fly ball. It was amazing.
• I threw home for the first time, ever. The guy scored anyway.
• Recovering a grounder deflected off the SS I spun around and looked intimidatingly at the runner scoring from third. So intimidating that passersby had their breath frozen and would never have suspected that I was dizzy from spinning to get the ball. Blurry-vision spinning. Given the way our team throws, holding onto the ball was probably the best play of the game.
• In the bottom of the last inning with my team down, I painted the right field line for a double. And I don't care what ANYONE says -- it was fair in spirit.

Next week there will be two softball games to report on. Till then!

subject: softball

When we last gathered on this blog to discuss my softball capabilities, I was recuperating from an intense interview between my face and a groundball.

This was a sad time.
I was sad.

But that was then and this is not then.
And NOW (drumroll please) for the not then update ---

I have

1. returned to 2nd base
2. not improved at all
3. hit into a triple-play
4. won the 1st base coach over to my way of thinking
5. become the official (in my way of thinking) team mascot

And just last eve I was instructed on how to hold a baseball bat; i.e, tightly. As in "not like I hold a golf club. Really?"

What an intense revelation!

how would you like to be blurred?

Don't Ask Don't Tell isn't just insulting to the nation's gay and lesbian soldiers. It isn't just an injustice to these soldiers. It is an insult and an injustice to their partners.

Click here for an excellent video op-ed on the matter.

There would be outrage if parents risked their child's military career by merely acknowledging them. Kudos to "Clay's" partner for putting a human face, albeit blurred, on this barbarism. And shame on the rest of us!

one of the great songs of the last century

He was just a Scotsman so... (click to play)

sushi

Its real nice. And at Kotobuki its real cheap.

Me likey!